The dark undertone of this poem is in accordance with one of the most significant events in my life. Since the beginning of this year, I haven't been the same. Please bear with me as I process this inexplicable sadness and flush out my grieving thoughts through writing. Blessings. ********************* A Not So Fond Farewell… Continue reading A Not So Fond Farewell
The weather-beaten trees leaned over, earthy scents rose from the ground; we confessed our love for summer rain - the flourishing green 'n' tinkling sound.
You searched all ends of the worlds for a rose that would survive the the harshest of winter. How happy you were when you finally found it ! You nourished and nurtured it, gave it the best of conditions - prayed that it would spring forth and bloom into its beautiful self even in the… Continue reading A Winter Rose
Some days, it recedes far from the shore leaving traces of splintered shells and pebbles revealing all that is broken and beautiful on the wet golden sand - kissed by the sun.
You spot the twinkle in my longing eyes, You feel the butterflies flutter their wings, We dance away throughout the night - To the sound of lutes and soothing strings.
Sweet is your poison, deadly are your gifts - Killing me slowly and prolonging my throes.
Swirling mists, misshapen forms - Phantasms of a lifetime by your side - In your loving arms, I embrace my role - As your truest friend, lover and bride.
I turned heads wherever I walked; I strutted about in sparkling shoes; Those awed gazes meant nothing - For they did not come from you.
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